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Kitanna

(*NO RAPE*) Kitanna stood still, not worried about the new person; she was worried about herself. The royal guard was shirtless and standing so close to her, with his body pinning hers. She was still trying to get her thoughts straight when she found herself being dragged onto the bed, with the guard on top of her. She raised her hands to push him, but he was faster. He caught both of her hands with one of his and pinned them above her head, using his other free hand to cover her mouth. Kitanna felt blood rush to her cheeks, and the next words she heard sent her world spinning in 3D. "Now, moan, princess..." Those words brushed against her ear, causing the hairs on her neck to stand. ......... Set in historical times, in the ancient kingdom of Morado. A young princess, Kitanna, enjoys life to the fullest, living every day like the princess she is. But after an incident, she is left to only trust herself and her instincts in the palace, which was filled with betrayals and corruption. A guard, who was trained to protect the crown, lived his life peacefully, killing when he was ordered to but never speaking to people around him until he crossed paths with the sassy and clumsy princess. Then everything changed. If you enjoy dark humors, royal romance and betrayals. Then this book is for you.

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HOUSE OF SECRETS

[MUSIC RECOMMENDATION: SAILING (0805) ~ GIRL'S GENERATION]

Lady Hash lay on her bed, tears flowing freely from her eyes. It was always the memories she hated the most that would show up right in front of her, just to torment her when she had finally decided to move on with her life. Now the memory had a voice, and it was back to haunt her.

'Do you believe in fate?' It was only one person who had told her those words in the past, and she ran far away from him. What was he doing in Morado?

Lady Hash held her chest tightly as if breath was being knocked out of her soul. As her mind slowly tried to remember a distant memory from her past, Lady Hash held her head.

"Please don't...don't remember it...if you remember, then it happened; if you don't, it never happened." The woman cried in the late night, all alone in her room.

But it was as if her memories had a mind of their own, as a distant voice reverberated in her head.